It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. From the Sha-mien to the yacht, Spurlock had uttered no word; though, even in the semi-darkness, no gesture or word of Ruth's escaped him. ” He left her where she was, crying in the doorway. ” She said. ” “And you?” “Rather!” “I wonder why?” “There’s no why. " "And what—what was your answer?" demanded the widow, eagerly. ’ ‘Ah, that is easy,’ she began, laughing.
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